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The Poet

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									Poet
I hear leaves drinking rain;
I hear rich leaves on top
Giving the poor beneath
Drop after drop;
"Tis a sweet noise th hear
These green leaves drinking near.
And when the Sun comes out,
After this rain shall stop,
A wondrous light will fill
Each dark, round drop;
I hope the sun shines bright;
"Twill will be a lovely sight.

								
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